Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Buckman abruptly stepped back, staring at the object before him with a mixture of surprise and disbelief, his gaze gradually turning strange. "A coffin?"

Behind the coffin, Arsen smiled, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

Just wanted to say something.

The surrounding soldiers all looked back, where Tommy was leading a group of men to provide support.

Tommy, who had just arrived, took a couple of deep breaths. Looking at the situation where the fight had already started, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes. He had said that they would attack together once they had gathered, but the other side did not listen at all.

No, I need to report this when I get back.

So what if he's the boss's second uncle? This kind of recklessness...

Tommy's gaze fell upon the black coffin that stood like a tombstone, and his eyes instantly cleared.

But lately, I've been unconsciously starting to think, "If this kind of power exists, why would they need me?"

"Whoo~"

He moved closer.

His eyes were fixed on the coffin, then on the tall, black-armored demon who seemed on guard.

"Good afternoon, Director Yassen."

Arsen nodded. "Let's put that aside for now and deal with this guy as soon as possible, then we can deal with those evil spirits. It'll be a good opportunity for my men to get some training."

"No problem, but since you've already brought this out, there shouldn't be any issues, right?"

Arsen frowned. "I'm not sure how much power Louis gave me, but before he went into seclusion, he told me to avoid using it if possible, so..."

Tom suddenly realized.

It really was that thing.

He then nodded, "I understand, please proceed."

Before he could finish speaking, Buckman suddenly moved, approaching at lightning speed, his body crackling with lightning before anyone could react.

To the average person, this is no different from teleportation.

Even Tommy only realized what was happening, but it was too late to stop him.

As for the other party's target...

Obvious.

In an instant, the claws drew closer and closer to Arsen's head. Just as Arsen's expression changed slightly, a lively roar, transformed into a sonic wave, was transmitted towards him.

In that instant, an ordinary, stiff hand appeared, simply blocking the claw and taking the hit.

when!
It sounded like the clang of metal on metal.

The stiff hand grabbed the carapace-covered claw with a backhand, bang!
It flung the entire demon away.

At this point, the others finally realized what was happening.

That lively roar also reached Buckman, making him dizzy and disoriented, as if it struck his very soul.

Tommy quickly grabbed Arsen and pulled him back, asking, "Are you alright, Director Arsen?"

Arsen was still in shock. After several enhancements, he was not weak and had dealt with a few special events. He had thought he might encounter danger before coming, but he did not expect it to be this dangerous.

too fast.

The opponent is too fast.

This demon was on a completely different level from any he had encountered before!
Fortunately, Louis's method worked; otherwise, he'd probably be cosplaying as some sixteenth now...

"No, it's okay, don't worry about me, just take care of it as soon as possible."

As he spoke, Arsen barely managed to calm himself and looked at the coffin, only to see that it had already opened automatically.

The "person" inside was revealed.

His tall, muscular physique, hockey mask, and that sinister aura that seemed to pierce the very soul.

It was Jason.

But at this moment, his arm was a bit strange, stretched out extremely long, extending in front of Arsen like rubber.

It was clearly him who had just saved Arsen.

Arsen's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. Since Jason had already come out on his own, there was no need to consider whether or not to use him. Let's just start fighting!
"Kill it!"

The voice just fell.

Jason, who had been motionless, immediately turned to look at Buckman.

Buckman observed Jason closely, then looked at him again, his eyes suddenly understanding. He grinned, "Heh, a corpse transformed by magic? You think you can kill me with this?"

"How foolish, arrogant, and stupid!"

clack clack...

As it spoke, its size increased by two meters, reaching a height of ten meters. Its black carapace became even harder and shinier, and blue lightning patterns even appeared.

This was the last of its accumulated, undigested lightning magic being unleashed. At this moment, this demon, with its specialized body, combining defense and attack, excellent speed, and mastery of lightning power, had reached the edge of the Great Demon realm.

This is Baal, the power of the false Demon King!

"Humans, you underestimate the power of demons!"

"I will tear you all to pieces!!!"

"Roar!!"

……

"Ow!!"

"No, no, no... let me go..."

"I was just joking... No... Don't tear my leg!"

"I was wrong……"

"what!"

Jason tilted his head, looking strangely at the guy groaning at his feet, and then continued tearing at his thigh.

The massive, ten-meter-tall body pressed down on Jason's feet, yet Jason was completely unable to move.

Behind.

Tommy and the others were dumbfounded.

What just happened was only a fleeting moment.

Faced with the menacing and terrifyingly fast and powerful demon Buckman, Jason simply threw a punch and knocked him to the ground, followed by a one-sided thrashing, a truly gruesome scene.

The most obvious example is that Buckman has now been divided into many parts...

At this point, it seemed that they felt it was a bit too troublesome.

Jason pauses.

Beneath his feet, Bachman's eyes shone with hope.

next second.

Jason's size began to grow, reaching a height of tens of meters, and then he kicked.

boom! !

Most of Buckman was gone, and dark red flesh spread across the ground like sauce, mixed with black bits of carapace and some indistinguishable remnants, perhaps internal organs or perhaps bones.

Buckman, with only half of his chest cavity and head remaining, looked like he was on the verge of death. However, as a demon specializing in physical transformation, he possessed incredible vitality. Although he was severely injured, he would definitely not die if left unattended.

Seeing the massive foot about to land, Buckman's eyes widened in horror. "No!!"

"and many more."

The big foot suddenly stopped.

Before Buckman could even catch his breath, Tommy walked over, squatted down, and looked at Buckman. "Demon, now you know how powerful you are. Tell me your origins, why you're here, and what you're doing."

"You'd better behave, or else..."

Arsen's voice rang out at the right moment, "Jason, pull off its horns."

The next moment, the horn that stood upright on his head like a rhinoceros beetle was forcibly pulled out, revealing the tiny, wriggling brain matter beneath his skull.

Feeling the afternoon breeze, Buckman's mind was incredibly clear.

*Gulp...* Should I say something?
That great demon granted me power, allowing me to leave that place and seek revenge. This is a tremendous favor; wouldn't it be too much to just say it directly...?

“I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you everything!” Backman’s instinct prompted him to shout it out without hesitation.

Then, Buckman revealed the whole story, "...That's how it is. I don't know which demon it was. It didn't leave a name."

Looking for Freddy?

Tommy's expression changed as he realized the seriousness of the matter.

This demon is very powerful. After all, the Bachman in front of us was originally just an ordinary evil spirit, but after accepting its power, he almost stepped into the realm of a great demon. If the boss hadn't left a trump card for his family, he would probably have been dead, but he would most likely have been stuck in a stalemate if he had just led his team here.

This being is undoubtedly a truly powerful being...

Therefore, he felt that the powerful and mysterious demon was most likely from hell. After all, apart from hell, there could not be a demon of this level in the real world!
But if hell is involved, then the level of danger will skyrocket.

This is beyond my ability to handle.

Must report as soon as possible.

"I...I've already told you, can you let me go? I can help you, I'm willing to work for you," Backman shouted as he regained some strength, his face utterly sincere.

Tommy smiled and nodded. "Of course, of course. I said I would let you go as long as you tell the truth."

Buckman breathed a sigh of relief.

Bang!

The palm crushed its exposed heart inside its chest cavity, and incidentally, the other large hand, through the gap in the horn, penetrated deep into its brain.

"you……"

Buckman's eyes lost their color.

Tommy scoffed, "Tell the devil you're honest? Do you think I'm a three-year-old? Besides, I really didn't lay a hand on him. It was someone else who did. I'm not lying."

Jason slowly stood up and walked towards the coffin.

click!
The coffin was closed.

It gradually shrank and flew back into Arsen's hand.

Tom glanced at the small coffin and envy flashed in his eyes. That was Jason, the protector of Taihe Dao. He was really strong.

This demon, with its specialized physical form, had absolutely no chance of fighting back.

"Now that we've got the facts straight, what's next?" Tommy asked Arsen, shaking his head.

Arsen: "Things have come to this point, and the training is almost over. There's no need to continue. Let's resolve this as soon as possible."

"it is good."

But Tom didn't rush to send the assembled priests and exorcists into town. Instead, he nodded toward a small black ball in the group.

The little black ball shook its body, its tiny tail, only a few centimeters long, swished behind it, and it came out.

"Make way, I'm the best at dealing with evil spirits."

“Yes, Mr. Coalball.” Tommy ordered the people to step back.

Arsen looked at the coal ball in surprise. "It actually followed you out?"

Yassen, of course, also recognized coal briquettes.

This was one of the original three dogs, and it was the most beautiful and adorable. Louis used to hold it in his arms and play with it often.

Later, due to his spiritual practice, he gradually abandoned it.

However, his status within the Taihe Dao has always been very special.

After all, it is the Dao Lord's pet.

As for its abilities...

Arsen suddenly realized, and looked at Tommy with admiration.

The coal ball shook its downy fibers, opened its mouth, and yelled at the town.

"Woof!!!"

Waves of sound, along with an invisible force of warding off evil, accompanied Sheng Nong throughout the town.

Inside the town.

The soldiers, who were still fighting the evil spirits, were stunned. The evil spirits in front of them had actually given up fighting them and covered their heads in unbearable pain.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, he couldn't miss such a good opportunity, so he seized the chance and shot it in the head with a Soul-Destroying Bullet, ending its life.

This situation occurred throughout the entire town.

Besides this method of death, the evil spirits, under the influence of that sound, had their spirits fade, blur, and dissipate like a wisp of smoke.

In the blink of an eye, all the evil spirits in the town vanished.

Outside the town.

The coal ball closed its mouth contentedly, feeling the peaceful feeling it conveyed, and its eyes narrowed happily.

As one of Louis's original three dogs, it was the most handsome, but it also had a strong will. Just as that ugly Khorne was about to become a demon god, the golden greyhound also found its way.

It's in a hurry!

However, its master often went into seclusion, so it had no choice but to delve deeper into its own abilities. With the help of Tai Ling and Wu Tong Shen in the Taoist temple, it finally gained inspiration from the power to ward off evil.

By continuously exorcising evil spirits and absorbing the peaceful and tranquil feeling after the evil atmosphere has dissipated, one can strengthen the power to ward off evil.

The final idea was that a single drop of blood could suppress all demons.

Of course, that level of achievement may be a long way off, but at least it's a direction, making it feel that you've caught up with the Golden Retriever and the Khorne.

During this time, it has been working hard on this, frequently participating in missions to help the Church of Apocalypse exorcise evil spirits.

So when Tommy took the people from the cathedral away, he naturally heard about its reputation during this time and chose to invite it to come along.

After all, they were dealing with an army of evil spirits, which are spiritual entities.

That can be considered its specialty.

And just like that, one roar shattered two thousand evil spirits!

Coal Ball swished its little tail triumphantly, feeling its own power to ward off evil increasing, and happily returned to the group.

“Let’s go, we need to go there in person as soon as possible and report the details,” Tommy said, while already making a call and giving a brief report.

Without wasting words, Yassen quickly gathered his soldiers, and the two teams joined together and headed back towards Orlando.

……

Los Angeles.

In a smuggling shop dealing in antiques, a burly white man with a face full of scars, who looked more like a warrior than a businessman, paused slightly in surprise.

The hand that was stroking the antique also stopped.

Snapped!
It shattered into pieces instantly.

"Hey! What are you doing! This is expensive, I bought it from..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hand as strong as an iron clamp gripped his neck.

"You and I……"

Snapped!
The bones were shattered, and a puddle of mud appeared on the ground.

A flash of blue lightning instantly evaporated it and made it disappear.

The fat white man's eyes flashed with blue light, filled with displeasure. "Useless trash. He was given such great power, and he died so quickly."

The obese white man was none other than Barr, who had already arrived in Los Angeles.

He didn't immediately start acting recklessly; instead, he appeared somewhat cautious and disguised himself when he arrived at the antique shop.

Across from the antique shop is a church dedicated to the Apocalypse, and the police station is also not far away.

Baal let out a sigh, as if venting his frustration.

"Well, at least the basic objective has been achieved."

"The new gods must have left behind a lot of tricks in Orlando. Let's not go there to test them for now."

"Once we've dealt with this place and the new god arrives, we'll sneak over and get Freddy out."

"In that case, there shouldn't be any problem." (End of Chapter)